murder? or accidentally committing a? and he told my mom about dexter. you see the show dexter, this is all modeled after dexter. when you take a step back, you see this is a real man who s been murdered. it was darker than anyone knew. holy mackerel! everyone is on the edge of their seat. an underground parking garage. you re watching a violent attack, caught on tape. who is this? what is happening? or did it happen at all? movies, like that one. are by design deceptive. they blur words. but have you noticed, maybe it s all the technical doodads. the digital cameras. the reality pristine editing. some stories have claimed to be true. are not. anybody can manipulate reality, but sometimes what they say is true, isn t. sometimes fiction turns out to be fact. and then there are stories, just a few, in which fact and fiction hughes. and that s where we re going tonight. a twilight zone world. an illusion. and deception. and deceit. follow the howling wind, no
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Why had he been attacked? i decided, you know what, i need to go back on to that online dating website. i want to get as much information as i can. so i can give it to police. i go back on and all of a sudden, everything was gone. her profile was gone, all the send and received messages that i got were all gone. what is it like to be sitting alone in your apartment, in front of your computer with that realization in your head? it felt almost like shame, i can t believe i got duped by this woman. i just want to put this behind me, i don t think about it, i want to move on. and did not call the police? no. i didn t. and maybe it was the fear in his eyes that told me deep down he wouldn t report the incident. for weeks after that i had nightmares and i kept thinking, maybe this guy was going to attack me again, i had no idea, i was terrified.
For the cover of my lair. it was only once he d arrived safe at home that he tried to put it back together. but how? what in the world just happened? who was the man behind the mask? why had he been attacked? i decu know what, i need to go back on to that online dating website. i want to get as much information as i can. so i can give it to police. i go back on and all of a sudden, everything was gone. her profile was gone, all the send and received messages that i got were all gone. what is it like to be sitting alone in your apartment, in front of your computer with that realization in your head? it felt almost like shame, i can t believe i got duped by this woman. i just want to put this behind me, i don t think about it, i want to move on. and did not call the police? no. i didn t. and maybe it was the fear in his eyes that told me deep down he wouldn t report the incident. for weeks after that i had
Need to go back on to that online dating website. i want to get as much information as i can. so i can give it to police. i go back on and all of a sudden, everything was gone. her profile was gone, all the send and received messages that i got were all gone. what is it like to be sitting alone in your apartment, in front of your computer with that realization in your head? it felt almost like shame, i can t believe i got duped by this woman. i just want to put this behind me, i don t think about it, i want to move on. and did not call the police? no. i didn t. and maybe it was the fear in his eyes that told me deep down he wouldn t report the incident. for weeks after that i had nightmares and i kept thinking, maybe this guy was going to attack me again, i had no idea, i was terrified.